A Widow's Poison A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 595

Hearing Fairfax bring up Herbert again, especially with a chill in his tone so palpable it could freeze her, made Starla raise an eyebrow.

“Hah. Starting with the suspicions again?”

Of course. He didn’t trust her. Fairfax had always been this way. It was almost laughable that just today he’d had the audacity to ask why she hadn’t told him about Brinley and Felix. Had he ever truly believed her about anything?

The suspicion in his voice as he mentioned Herbert was glaringly obvious now.

“I just want to know how you found out about all this!” Fairfax insisted.

“Is that really all you want to know?”

Starla knew exactly what he was thinking. To put it bluntly, Fairfax was doubting her and doubting Herbert.

“You’re probably thinking that Herbert dug this up and fed me false information to deliberately drive a wedge between us. Fairfax, does our relationship really need him to drive a wedge into it?”

Fairfax’s heart sank once more.

Did it? No. Given the state of their relationship over the past six months, they didn't need anyone's help to fall apart. Starla was too disappointed in him, a level of disappointment so deep that no amount of effort on his part could ever take them back to how they were.

But learning the truth about Brinley and Felix still felt like his heart was being torn open. He couldn't accept it… that he had let his relationship with Starla crumble over someone as vile as Brinley.

They had been good together before. She had been quiet, a good wife. Aside from… not being completely open with him, she had always tried to maintain their marriage. But after Faraday died, she finally gave up trying.

And now, she was claiming his mother killed her relative.

Fairfax still didn't want to believe it.

Hearing Annika’s shriek, Fairfax subconsciously glanced at Starla, who was calmly eating her breakfast.

In the entire Yelchin family, she was the only one living a life of leisure and comfort…

Once, the elders of the Yelchin family had tried so hard to torment her. Now, she had completely and utterly turned the tables on them.

They could try to provoke her all they wanted, but she wouldn’t take the bait. Yet now that she was the one doing the tormenting, they had no choice but to endure it.

Fairfax’s grip on his phone tightened.

Annika’s voice screeched from the phone again. “If you’re any kind of man, you’ll go and kill her for me right now! The century-old Yelchin family, brought to its knees by a single woman like this! Do you really want to let the Yelchin legacy be ruined in your hands?”

After a night stranded at the airport, Annika had lost all reason. Her words to Fairfax were nothing short of unhinged.